Outside the main hall, Bai Yueju looked nervous, he felt deep fear, and asked himself more than once in his heart, "If the senior brother in charge is defeated...... What should I do?

He obviously believed that He Jian would not be defeated, but he saw with his own eyes that the Kunlun Sword Formation was scattered in the hands of Wang Dao Sword, and he personally felt the strength of Dugu Lie now, Zhou Yu did not go to watch the battle before Beitang Qingyun, but as a result, Beitang Qingyun died, which shows that Zhou Yu's strength is by no means under Wang Dao Sword and Dugu Lie......

At the same time, there was another thought faintly in his heart, Bai Yueju wanted to expel it from his mind, but he couldn't, it was like a magic spell hovering in his mind......

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In fact, not only Bai Yueju was uneasy, but the other six elders, and even the disciples who were nervously standing in the square, all the people of the Kunlun Sect were panicked in their hearts......

For hundreds of years, Kunlun has never been forced to such a point, and the number one sect in the Western Regions for a long time has made all the disciples of the Kunlun sect empty-eyed, and they never thought that there would be a current situation!

And some disciples thought: "Just Zhou Yu forced Kunlun so tightly, if it really started a bloody battle, it really hurt Zhou Yu, who can bear the anger of his two Holy Realm masters?" Yes, Zhou Yu's strength has made these disciples forget the existence of the Holy Realm behind Zhou Yu, which is the most powerful existence in the world at present, even now, there are only five Holy Realms in the entire human race! If Zhou Yu is injured, I'm afraid the entire Kunlun Mountain will collapse, right?

The Sword Emperor Wang Dao Sword had already regained a smile on his face, and at this moment he even looked like he was holding a victory, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he couldn't see the temperament of the Kunlun Sword Formation just now, as gentle as the son next door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I said Dugu, you have a tense face all day long, won't you be tired......" Suddenly, Wang Daojian said.

When Dugu Lie heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched, still looking at the sunset that was gradually setting westward, silent, for this kind of intermittent neurosis, he must not pay attention, otherwise he will become more and more energetic......

Everyone outside the hall has different ideas, and inside the main hall, Zhou Yu slowly handed out a sword, and the sword disappeared under the candlelight, and the next moment it was already bullied to He Jian's side!

The long sword in He Jian's hand looked quite ordinary, and the last strike came first, as if he expected Zhou Yu's moves, and it was appropriately blocked in front of Zhou Yu's sword!

The sword body is against the tip of the sword, and the score is exactly the same!

"It will inevitably destroy this inheritance hall, you and I only talk about moves, if the old man wins, just wait for you to retreat, if the old man loses one and a half moves, Elder Bai ...... Apologize!"

When Zhou Yu heard this, he nodded slightly, and then the sword momentum in his hand changed again, if it was about moves, he was not afraid of anyone! You must know that whether it was the original "Basic Sword Technique" or the later "Missing Moon Sword Technique", the complete "Missing Moon" and "Holy Spirit Sword Technique", it was Zhou Yu's way of refinement, and in terms of moves, even if the opponent was the head of a big faction, he was confident that he would win!

Countless exquisite moves came out of Zhou Yu's hands, whether it was the basic sword moves, the "Baking Clouds and Supporting the Moon", the "Sword Eight" and so on, as if there was no trace of imagination!

At this point, Zhou Yu suddenly felt that he had become a master of kendo, although he was still on the way to no moves, but his kendo attainments were not inferior to the head of Kunlun in front of him!

Don't stick to one move and one style, don't care which sword is in it, Zhou Yu is completely immersed in the competition of swordsmanship at the moment, and the time sword in his hand is to take away the light and return to the original sword body!

"It turns out that this is a pure sword!" Zhou Yu suddenly had a realization in his heart, no wonder he never reached the realm of no tricks again, but because he almost forgot the pure sword, but set his sights on the way of time and space, the road of the realm, and this time he and He Jian simply discussed the sword, but it made Zhou Yu wake up, no matter the avenue, the sword is the sword!

Although it was just a simple discussion of swords, He Jian's pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and in just a hundred moves, the swordsmanship of the young man in front of him was becoming more and more elusive, and it was already difficult for him to detect Zhou Yu's sword momentum as easily as at the beginning......

At the moment when Zhou Yu realized the essence of the sword, He Jian only felt that the opponent's temperament changed again, as if washing away the lead and revealing the true nature, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, "This is ...... See me?" He Jian couldn't hide his surprise, he had to be shocked!

In this world, how many people in this world are fascinated by external objects and drunk with the vitality of heaven and earth while the realm is improving, especially the people in the sword path, after stepping into the heavenly realm, with the formation of the sword domain, they can easily destroy the world at every turn, but in fact, they have forgotten the essence of the swordsman more and more!

Although his strength is increasing, he is becoming less and less like a swordsman!

And Zhou Yu is like finding himself at the moment, Taoism says self, Buddhism says truth, what he is talking about is the most essential sword soul, not relying on any pure power of fields, laws, artistic conceptions, etc.!

At this moment, Zhou Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the time sword in his hand was like water, without any true yuan joining, but it caused the space to tremble!"Is this the power of pure sword......" Zhou Yu was not sad or happy in his heart, and was completely immersed in the comprehension of the sword......

There were more and more beads of sweat on He Jian's brows, and his whole body was almost wet with sweat, obviously he didn't rely on True Yuan, but He Jian's pressure was like facing a master of the Heavenly Realm......

Suddenly, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, the sunset penetrated, Zhou Yu and He Jian suddenly stopped and put away their swords!

A figure appeared in the main hall, full of gray hair and unkempt, it was Bai Yueju, the sword of the troubled times!

"Stop! Zhou Yu, it was the old man's fault to chase and kill you in the first place! There is no need to let the entire Kunlun bear the fault of the old man......! I...... I'm sorry for you!" Bai Yueju's face was gray, and his whole body seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, and his breath was decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Yu looked at Bai Yueju silently, until this moment, this powerful existence that had chased and killed him for thousands of miles finally bowed his head in front of him!

A trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Bai Yueju's mouth, which was shocking, He Jian saw this, and immediately understood everything, and sighed: "Senior brother......" There was indescribable pathos in his voice!

The look in Bai Yueju's eyes became more and more dim, "Zhou Yu! I apologize to you for this old life, please don't persecute the Kunlun Sword Sect anymore......" As he spoke, blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

Zhou Yu didn't understand at this time that Bai Yueju had already broken his heart, and nodded silently, people died like lights going out, others in Kunlun had no enmity with him, and Zhou Yu would not be angry and bleed......

"That's good!hahaha......" The laughter was full of joy, and Bai Yueju finally chose the thought he wanted to escape the most, and at this time, at the end of his life, there was an indescribable understanding......